A/N. So, hey. Get of my chizz I uploaded in the wrong document. Here's the real thing.
His hands were rough as they pulled the covers over his arms. Tobias arms shook, dirt and blood coating his knuckles. Tobias grimaced as the cotton grazed his cuts. He looked towards me, his eyes misting. "It's my job to protect you. And I didn't." My blonde hair fell over my shoulders. I'd reassure him, but I couldn't open my mouth without crying in pain. I simply shook my head in disagreement, and slid next to him. Neither of us had managed to get the the showers, as all of the remaining Dauntless have flooded the bathrooms. A few Abgnation(Gah. I spelled it wrong) had set up something of a hospital. That's where we were, on plastic cots. There was no privacy here, although when the lights were off, his hands would explore whatever parts of me weren't bruised. The muscles in his arms would ripple as the ran along my stomach, his fingers brushing the raw skin of my arms.
Tobias looked at me, dark settling in each dank corner. He closed his eyes, and entwined our fingers. The pain in my neck was dulled enough for me to speak. "It's not your fault. You helped..." I grimaced in pain. "You helped all these people." I loosely gesture to the people around us. "I am so sorry. So, so sorry." And then his lips are crushing into mine. They align perfectly, warm and raw and chippy. I nibbled on his lower lip, one of his hands rubbing tiny circles of my bruised stomach. I reached one hand over to his back, snaking down to his waistline. My other hand wiped tears of pain from his cheek, covering his eyes with my thumb to prevent anymore from falling. As Tobias pulled away, running one hand down my shirt, circling my small breasts with caution, he leaned towards my ear. "I love you." I loved him too, but I still couldn't talk without a burning pain. "Love, too." was all I could choke out.
As his hands reached under my bra, I pulled away. "Here." I shook my head. What I wanted to say was "NOT here," but I couldn't say the first part. He knew what I meant, though, as he pulled the covers off of us, and lifted me away. We walked along the empty hallways, our feet smacking on the dirty tiles.
Tobias pulled me close, looking at me like he was asking, "are you sure?" He's always been like this. Never doing or touching me anywhere unless I all but signed a contract stating I was okay with it. It's not like I didn't want it. I wanted it. Good God, I wanted it. I was just scared. I'd never done anything like this before, never felt this way before.
We finally found and empty room, and I waddled to the bed as Tobias locked the door. Undressing wasn't an issue, as we only had or undergarments and shirts(in my case, anyways) for easier treatment of our wounds. I stretched over the bed, pulling my underwear off, unhooking my bra. All I had was a think, torn, bloody shirt, covering only my chest and a patch on my side. Tobias only had on his underwear.
He leaned over me, his lips caressing my neck. One hand propped him up, while the other pulled my shirt off. I felt the grin that was so totally Four and it sent shivers down my back. I slpped my thumb under his elastic belt and pulled his boxers off. I felt his warm skin on mine, and again, I shivered. Tobias slid down, his head just below my breast. He pulled my thighs apart, and looked up at me. "Are you-" I nod fast, urging him on. One finger slips between my legs, his hands rough against the supple skin.
One fingers teased the opening, and my legs shook. I was shaking in anticipation. I put one hand on his neck, encouraging him. He looked up once more for confirmation, and then I felt his finger slip in. I gasped, wanting, no, needing more. Tobias gently slipped in another finger, rubbing my insides. Wetness pooled into his hands, and one by one his fingers slipped in. Tobias rubbed the wet folds of my vagina, kissing my belly as his head ducked below my sight.
I felt his breath on my lips, as he kissed the opening, still massaging my sex. I moaned, as one finger slipped deeper in, I gasped in pleasure. As he pulled his fingers out from inside of me, I felt him hold in a breath. Before I realized what he was doing, his mouth was on me. Tongue slipping in, exploring me. He moaned, I felt his erection, and needed this mroe than I ever had.
I MUST PEE. And sleep. ,ore tomorrow.